Grace was not sick. In fact, she was skipping outside her house. Girls loved to skip, at that time. Anne had made a rope of rubber bands a few weeks ago, and sent it to her. She was skipping that rope just the momment Anne went to the lake with Rosaline. Anne didn’t know, this “adventure” had changed her life.

Under the sunset, that had painted the sky red, two little shadows moved slowly, one followed by another. After half a century, they still couldn’t find anything except long grass and sand.

“Oh, what’s going on?” Rosaline had finally spoken the first sentence since they started their “adventure”, “I really couldn’t find the lake!”

Anne kept quiet. She knew the impact of making a single sound when Rosaline is angry.

To be continued…
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